Hey guys! You probably know me from writing "You Make Me Crazier" and I know you all want that story, but I'm majorly brain-dead for that one but it's ALMOST DONE. Anyway, I decided to write a Niley story since Niley MAY be coming back!!! What do you guys think of that? Anyway, I have "See You Again" but this story has NOTHINGto do with that one, it's totally different. So I hope you guys like this. It's the trailer only but if I get a lot of good feedback, I'll start writing! It's very short but oh well. Thanks!
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"Hey Nick, can you get her bottle?"
Shows Nick giving her a exhausted look.
"You get it."
Miley sets whats shes doing lightly and turns around to stare at him.
"Exuse me?"
"I'm sick of doing everything for you and the baby."
Miley gives Nick a confused look.
"But..we have a child, Nick. And we're dating. We're only 17."
"That's exactly the problem, Miley. I didn't sign up for this."
Miley couldn't stop the tears that fell down her face. She didn't bother to wipe them away.
"If you didn't want to sign up for this then why the hell did you have sex with me?!"
Nick could tell she was getting pissed since she raised her voice.
"I don't want you to get angry, you're gonna wake Madi up."
Miley couldn't take her anger anymore.
"Since when the hell did you care about Madi!? You NEVER did! You know what? Get the hell out of here!"
Nick looked offended.
"But I do care, Miley!"
"You have a terrible way of showing it! Now go. I don't wanna see you anymore."
Miley really didn't want him to go but she had no other choice. Nick gave her one more pleading look but she ignored it.
He walked to the door without any luggage and walked out while slamming the door.
Miley knew that would wake Madi up.
She was right.
Madi cried loudly and moved slightly in her crib. Miley walked over to her crib and looked down at her, both crying for the same similiar reasons.
She picked her up carefully and rocked her lightly to her chest.
"I know. I'm sorry. We're going to be okay."
Would they though? Would they really be okay?
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